dirty pool

I don’t want for much, really. It makes me very hard to buy presents for, because if I want something I will just buy it. There are many reasons for this – impatience (but I want it noooooooow), because I can (watch me waste money, mom!), the remnants of a very old habit (no one else buys presents for me, so I’m gonna treat me right) – but at the end of the day, there are very few things on my Want List that I can’t just go out and make happen.

In fact, there are just three things on that list – and each of them has a back story and a somewhat valid reason for not being mine right now:

  1. As much as I’d like to tool around in a Jeep, it would take both of us to pay for it and we kinda like the whole “no car payments” thing
  2. A trip to New York for our 10th anniversary next year requires saving and planning in advance and would be significantly less fun to do alone
  3. I don’t yet have a pug, because Ed sucks

However, just because I don’t already own these things does not mean that I am not scheming in the back of my head. As with all things, I have A Plan to ultimately convince/harass Ed into agreeing to my Wants because he loves me/wants me to shut up. The Jeep would be nice but isn’t any sort of necessity, so we can leave that alone for now. The idea of going to New York next September is barely two days old, but I really really want to do it. The pug .. well, that’s an ongoing battle and one that I WILL win, even if I have to force the issue – I can only play well with others for so long before I start to get all vindictive and evil.

Can you tell I was an only child?

Anyway, part of my Plan to get what I want involves playing some dirty pool. I haven’t had a chance to outfit our house in any 2011 calendars yet because I haven’t run into any fly by night Calendar Club stores lately (or at all, actually – weird), but while running an errand today I happened upon a clearance sale at the bookstore and bought these:

twelve months of puggy goodness

look how pretty new york is, dear - we should go there

Ed rolled his eyes at the unveiling of my master plan, and asked why I was torturing myself. I don’t see it as torture at all! It’s getting what I want through the Awesome Power of Osmosis!

Today is Day One. Let the Countdown to Pugs begin!

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